User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120628025025

Flynn awakes to the sound of pain. In a few moments, he is outside and can see that the sun is shining above bright in the sky, indicating noontime. Looking over the ramparts, he sees Vask, the black squirrel's paws hanging from a horizontal post that is sticking out sideways from a vertical pole. The pole is being clumsily carries by a few hordesbeasts, led by Sahja, who is grinning maniacally, his fur a mess. Flynn's eyes widen, and he sees that the other Redwallers have gathered on the wall as well.